Date: Sun, 18 Nov 2012 12:58:30 -0600
From: naked guy <ihateclothes@gmail.com>
Subject: Twisted Next Door Neighbors part 11

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Twisted Next Door Neighbors Pt 11

The first month of my second summer in rural Texas passed quickly.
During the day I worked a lot, especially when any overtime was
offered.  I found that a few of the guys would want someone to cover
their shift at the last minute for a date because they didn't want to
work until closing.  Eventually, mom allowed me to use her car to get
to work as long as I had it back way before she had to go to work.
When I worked a long shift, Dean would come pick me up.  Jiffy Lube
was open until 8pm in the summer.  I enjoyed my first job and looked
forward to going to work most days.

Dean, on the other hand, couldn't keep a job for any length of time.
After leaving the fast food industry, he worked at Kroger as a sacker
until he got fired for calling a customer "lazy bitch".  Next, he
worked at Wal-Mart as an evening stocker until he back-talked his boss
after he was told he was taking too many smoke breaks.  Later came a
job at a convenience store working from 11pm to 7am.  I thought that
would satisfy him because it catered to his type of sleep schedule,
but he got fired for showing up late too many times.

Our schedules were different whenever he was working, but we managed
hang in the evening as we had done before.  However, that summer, I
socialized with more people than just Dean.  I hung with school
friends by going to movies, going swimming or fishing at the local
lake...I even went bowling.  I had a great time despite having my curfew
with mom.  I had to be home before she went to work, no exceptions.

On weekends, Dean and I went swimming at Miranda's. I had no idea her
family was so well to do.  I had never been in a house that had a maid
and a gardener.  Her dad often worked from home but was never in
sight.  One of her siblings lived at home now but left us alone.  We
hung out most of the time around her pool.  I got to know her better
and I genuinely liked her.  It was nice, too, to not hide my
relationship with Dean.

When we were in her room, Dean would be openly affectionate with me
like putting his arm around my neck or kissing me in front of her.
The two of them would sometimes sit in front of the mirror and do his
hair up crazy.  They would sometimes put on dance music and dim the
lights and dance wildly.  They even showed my clumsy ass how to dance
a little.

Back at home, after mom went to work, we wouldn't bother wearing any
clothes walking back and forth to mine and his trailer by using his
back door that faced my trailer's front door.  He and I still did our
nightly jogs, but not every night of the week.  He still coerced me
into risky, naked scenarios.  One time we left our houses at midnight
wearing just a baggy t-shirt which covered our dicks and balls while
walking--after we got to running the shirts would fly up and expose our
jock straps (I'd loaned him one of mine).  We knew where to hide by
then, if needed and had plenty of advance warning when a car was
coming.

Along with his brothers, we took a lawn mower in the field behind us
and mowed a track that covered a mile and a half in a single lap.  We
mowed it during the day time.  It was far from the road.  We found it
very easy to navigate in the dark and several times we jogged naked
with only our tennis shoes late at night.  It was fun but I was always
afraid of snakes despite the weeds having been mowed down.

The novelty of the public stuff wore off for me a little over time,
but always excited Dean and made him horny after the act was done.  We
usually had sweaty sex right after those jogs, followed by a shower
and then stayed naked.  Even though the public nudity lost some of its
novelty for me, being naked whenever possible at home or at his place
began to be a natural, regular thing.  The second mom left, I was
naked.  The minute I walked into Dean's place, regardless of who was
there, I stripped naked.  I'd gone around the house shirtless since I
was little, so it was no big deal for me to run around at home in just
shorts, sometimes even my underwear, while mom was home.

At Dean's house, he and I would cuddle or make out on the couch with
everyone around.  His dad stopped caring if the brothers jacked off in
the living room.  He just rolled his eyes and laughed at their
constant horniness in a "boys will be boys" manner.

However, one day in the middle of July, I popped out of the house on
my way to Dean's back door when he jumped out of the door with a
cigarette in his mouth.  It was still daylight and mom was home, so I
had on shorts.  Dean was sitting on the back steps smoking, as usual.

"Dude, we got company...I just woke up and found out.  Dad's buddy Earl
from work is staying for a few days.  His wife kicked him out.  We
gotta play it straight for a few days."

"Fuck..." I said.  I imagined some damn redneck burnout when I heard
the name "Earl".  By the stories that Jim told about his work in the
plant, I was expecting a country hick.

"But come on in anyway.  It doesn't mean you can't visit.  You just
can't come over in the buff at night until he's gone.  His days off
are different than dad's."

We went on inside and stopped in the kitchen to get some sodas.  As we
passed through the living room, I was taken back by the black god
lying on their couch watching TV.  He was in a baby blue tank top and
denim jeans.  He had tree trunk legs and was all muscle.   He had sexy
dark, smooth skin.  His muscular body made his shorts tight and showed
off his package in the front.

"Earl, this is my buddy from next door, Dave."

Looking up from watching TV, he said, "Hey dude, nice to meet you."

He wasn't a redneck...wasn't white...didn't have any accent at all.  He
had sexy brown eyes.  Tongue tied, I acknowledged him and awkwardly
went to the fridge and got a drink.  As we walked on back to Dean's
room, I tried hard not to stare at Earl.  He was so fucking hot.
Shaved head and smooth body...he me made my dick stir.

Once we got in Dean's room he picked on me.

"Oh, man...you like Earl huh?  You think he's hot!"

"What?" I feigned.

"I know you well enough to know when you're all stuttering and shit."

He wasn't mad at all, but turned on.  He came up from behind me and
licked the back of my neck.  He put his arms around my waist and his
hands went into my shorts to find a hard dick.

"See...uh huh.  You horn dog!"

He play-bit my ear and stuck his tongue inside.  His hands felt good
stroking my dick and balls.

"You want his dick huh?  I've seen him get up and take a piss at night
with his cock bouncing around in his briefs!  You'd like to have his
dick way up your ass, huh?"

I just closed my eyes and enjoyed Dean touching me.  Eventually he
slid my shorts off and I rolled onto the bed on my side.  He dropped
his shorts and slid down next to me and we started to kiss.  He got on
top of me and we ground our dicks together while we sucked each others
tongues.  I loved feeling his warm spit roll down my chin and then
he'd lick it back up.  I was feeling like such a bottom so I pulled
his head down to mine and whispered.

"I need a good, slow fucking."

"Ok, let me lube you up." He said hoarsely.

I lay on my back and lifted my legs in the air and spread my ass.
That had become my favorite position for getting eaten out.  My ass
was a little ripe from sweat, but I knew he didn't care.  He was soon
sucking on my ass like a small pump.  His tongue drilled in as far as
it could go and he was sucking hard on my ass lips.  I could feel them
slightly protrude into his mouth.  He tongue fucked me until my ass
was good and ready...by then I was begging for it.

"Fuck me, bro."

I tried not to say it too loud in case Earl could hear.  The cheap
mobile home walls were poorly insulated for noise.  Dean spit on his
hard dick and poked the head into my hole.  Being a veteran now, there
wasn't a need for a slow insertion.  He pushed it right on in and went
to work massaging my hole with his dick.  He knew the way I liked it--I
love being poked at odd angles.  First, he kept me on my back with
legs in the air while he faced the opposite direction with his dick
nearly pulled backwards.  As he rode me, I propped my feet on his
back.  He loved having his dick pulled backward anyway, so we both got
it our way.

Later, he pushed me on my side into a fetal position with my ass at
the edge of the bed.  He stood up and fucked me sideways. He kept a
tight rhythm going and never seemed to tire.  I had to keep my or his
hand off my cock to keep from spilling too early.  I preferred for us
to come together.  It was fun to "edge"...to bring ourselves close to
cumming but stopping just before it happened so that when we finally
came, it was explosive.

Near end of our fuck, there was a knock at the door.

"Hey," yelled Curt, "Can we use your laptop?"

"Go away!" Dean yelled.

"Please!" Jeff shouted.

In a low voice, Dean said, "Get in here and close the door."

The door popped open and they stepped in.  As soon as they saw us
fucking, they hurriedly shut the door.

"Oh wow!  Can we watch?"

"Sure, just shut up!" Dean grumbled.

I liked the watching, it turned me on to be getting fucked by Dean
while his thirteen year old brothers watched in awe.  Dean had just
turned me on my back again and was fucking me while standing up
holding my feet in the air.  His brothers each got on either side of
him and moved their faces just inches from his dick just after they
got naked.  Dean drove me hard as he stared deep into my eyes and
licked my feet and then spoke.

"You want my brothers to fuck you too?"

I just nodded.  He pulled out and kind of roughly pushed Jeff in
between my legs.  His hard, but smaller dick slid in with no friction.

"Feels real good!" he said.

Dean got up on the bed and started face fucking me facing his
brothers.  On each down stroke, my nose went into his wet crack.  Jeff
fucked like a little rabbit trying to get off.  He didn't even last
five minutes before he started shooting his load and moaning.  Curt
slapped his hand over Jeff's mouth to muffle his voice due to Earl was
down the hall.  Curt pushed his brother away and stood between my
legs.  My mouth was full as Dean fucked it.  Curt started to fuck me
in the same manner as his brother.

"Play with his balls or tweak his tits...he's letting you fuck him after
all!" Dean said in a low voice.

Curt started stroking my ball sac which by now was hanging loose and
sweaty.  His cool hands felt good on my nuts.  Dean squeezed my tits
really hard without mercy.  I was close to cumming without even
touching my dick.  I saw Jeff wiping his freshly fucked dick on one of
Dean's curtains.  Curt kept bucking me and shot his load just as
quickly as his brother.  Once done, he just simply pulled on his
shorts with jizz dripping from his dick and walked out with the laptop
in his hands.

"Don't worry; they have their own login ID.  They can't see my stuff."

He pulled out of my mouth, pushed me over, and scooted down even with
me.  His dick slid right into my crack and jack hammered my cum-filled
hole.  He grabbed my dick and started jacking.  The combination of
being fucked hard and being jacked off sent me into an earth
shattering orgasm.  I started to almost yell and then his other hand
simultaneously gagged my mouth to muffle it (I'd forgotten about
Earl).  I inadvertently bit into his hand but he kept it there.  I
felt my cock spewing all over as well as his cum shooting inside my
hole (which was starting to become sore).  I heard him gasping trying
to not moan out loud.

After it was over, I felt a little dizzy and I was drenched in sweat
despite the cool air conditioner vent blowing from the floor by the
bed.

Lazily and hoarsely, he said, "Oh my fucking God...that was a GOOD fuck baby."

I answered sleepily, "Now I know why you like it hard.  But now my ass
feels like a train drove up it."

He laughed.  After we lay there a few minutes, he moved down to stroke
and lick my balls. He was good at remembering anything I told him
about my turn-ons.  I've always loved to stroke my balls after I
jacked off...usually rubbing my cum on them.  It sent the usual shivers
up my spine when he did it for me.  Eventually, he stopped and we sat
up.  The sheet was soaked with sweat spots and cum shots.  My ass was
leaking on it, too.  I slid my middle finger inside my ass to gauge
the damage.  It was tender, but didn't see any blood on my finger.  He
grabbed my hand and licked the cum of himself, Curt, and Jeff off my
finger.

"You're such a perv...that's why I love you."  I said.  He just grinned.

I glanced at the clock and realized we'd been there for over an hour.
I pulled on my clothes and headed back home after kissing Dean.
Outside Jim's door, I could hear him snoring as I walked to the living
room.  As I passed Earl, I saw him lying there on the couch sleeping
with ear buds on.  His ipod was on the floor below him.  He was in the
same shorts, but shirtless with his back to me lying on his side.  I
jumped when Dean touched my ass.

"Checking him out again?" he laughed.

"Shut up man, he might hear you."

I pushed Dean away with my elbow and made my way through the back
door.  As I opened it, it let a lot of outdoor light into the
semi-dark living room.  I didn't see Earl stir.

---

The next morning and afternoon passed uneventfully.  I didn't work
that day so I ended up sleeping most of the day until mom woke up.
Lying in my room naked, I'd wake up from time to time and then go back
to sleep.  Each time I woke up, I could smell the scents of the sex
I'd had the day before which I never washed off.  Where Dean had
squatted on my chest to feed me his cock, there was still a trace of
his ass and ball sweat wafting up to my nose which made me happy and
horny.  I'd roll over onto my dick and press it hard into the sheet
and drift off to sleep again until I heard mom calling me to go eat
supper.  After eating, mom let me drive her into town to do some
shopping.  I was still on my "high" from getting laid.  I hadn't had
such an intense orgasm in a while.  Mom and I went to Wal-Mart for a
few things.

I loved Wal-Mart.  Not for the store, but for all the hot married
guys, blue collar types, and Latinos that shopped there.  I had on a
bright tank top and basketball jersey shorts with tennis shoes, no
socks.  With all the swimming at Miranda's (and laying out at my house
in shorts), I had a great tan going.  My body was still in shape from
the last school year's athletic classes.  We passed a couple of gals
from school that said "hi" all shyly and embarrassed.

"I think those girls like you!" mom said.

I tried to ignore it.  Instead, I was checking out the ass of a
stroller daddy pushing a buggy with twins in it.  Then I noticed a
blond dude my age looking at skateboards.  Then I noticed a Mexican
man pushing a cart.  Fuck, how could I be so horny again after that
fantastic fuck the day before?  I was about to find an excuse to go
look for something alone and sneak into a bathroom stall to rub a
quick one out, but then I saw Earl many yards away looking at some
jeans.

I told mom I'd catch up with her and she went on to the food section.
I pretended to shop but watched him from around a corner.  He was
wearing the same clothes I'd seen him watching TV in when I met him
earlier that day.  Eventually, he walked off and I knew mom was likely
at the checkout.  Just as I reached the front of the store, Dean
called.

"You want me to come over after your mom leaves tonight?"

"Yeah...she and I are at Wal-Mart.  We just saw Earl here."

"Dad just drove him into town.  You see my dad?" he asked.

"No, just Earl."

"I bet you were checking him out huh?" he laughed.

"Yeah, but he didn't see me." I responded.

"I bet you'd like to eat that muscle butt of his huh?" he teased.

I saw mom paying for her stuff and I motioned to her I was going outside.

"Shut up man, I'm gonna get hard out in the fucking Wal-Mart parking
lot!  I gotta run. Mom's heading out."

I clicked the button to hang up the call and slipped my phone in my
pocket.  I shifted awkwardly and stood behind our car to wait for my
half woody to subside.  Despite getting fucked good the day before, I
knew I was gonna need a good blowjob from Dean late that night.

At home I tried to keep from jacking off until mom left.  I heard
Dean's car rumbling and pulling out.  I looked out the window and saw
him driving away with his brothers.  I was confused because he was
supposed to be coming over later.   I was going to text him but then
felt I'd stupid for being so nosey.  Instead, I just sat at my window
in the dark listening to sports radio show--watching for him to return
like a stalker.  Half an hour later, he drove back in and I saw the
twins weren't with him.  He'd only driven them somewhere and came back
home.

Eventually, mom said goodbye and headed out.  As usual, Jim's truck
started soon after and loudly drove out of the gravel drive and was
gone.  I waited for half an hour and Dean never showed up.  I was
getting pissed, but was trying to tell myself to control the anger.
If he didn't show up soon, I was gonna jack off and go to bed.

Just when I was about to give up, my cell rang.  I tripped in the dark
looking for my shorts.  I pulled it out of the pocket and saw his name
on the caller ID.  Before I could say anything, he spoke fast.

"Get the fuck over here.  I have a surprise for you!"

The phone clicked and the call ended with no chance to respond.  I
pulled on just my shorts and headed over barefoot and shirtless, no
underwear.  As I opened the door, I saw Earl splayed out on the couch
in his underwear only.  I was about to jump to the conclusion that the
two of them had just messed around when Dean stepped outside and shut
the door.

"We got him for an hour and a half or so.  He's out cold!"

"He drunk and passed out or?" I naively asked.  I had seen a 40 ounce
can on the coffee table before Dean shut the door behind him.

"We've got a full hour for sure before he comes to." He said calmly.

"Oh my fucking god, you drugged him?" I gasped.

"Don't freak out dude...you been hot for him and now you can have him.
He didn't taste a thing."

"What did you give him?"

"Just get the fuck inside!" he demanded in a deep and bossy voice.

He opened the door and nudged me in with his knee against my ass.
Once I was inside, I just stared over at the sleeping, sexy, black man
who was nearly naked with one leg hanging off the couch.  I just stood
there and stared as Dean walked to the couch and grabbed Earl's
legs--he pulled with all his might trying to drag his legs sideways to
put Earl in a sitting position, but struggled.

My heart was beating fast.  I was feeling panicky--Dean fucking drugged this man!

"Get over here man and help!"  He ordered.

I numbly walked over and grabbed Earl's left leg and pulled.  As we
both pulled his legs off the couch, his upper body flopped to the
other side.  We each grabbed an arm to pull his torso the other
direction.  I was much stronger than Dean, but Earl was heavy.

"Dude, this is fucked up."  I said shakily.

"Here man, take this!"

He pulled a pill from his pocket.

"I thought this might happen. Swallow it!"

He pushed into my lips and I simply opened my mouth and let him push
it in.  How did he have that power over me?  I swallowed and waited
for the effects.  They didn't come right away.

"I wanna see you worship his pecs!"

I looked at Dean and then sat next to the sleeping, upright body of
Earl.  His pecs were phenomenal.  Perfectly round and hairless with
fat nips.  I felt him up first.  I had never touched a muscular body
like that before.  My hands traced the curves of his pecs and then
grabbed them hard.  My dick, forgetting about being scared, came to
life.

"Get naked!" Dean ordered.

I slid off my shorts and sat on Earl's lap and sucked his tits for
about five or so minutes.  I was getting crazy sensations from
whatever pill I'd just taken.  My heart raced and I felt really good.
I no longer needed Dean's commands and began to explore his body.
Dean sat in Jim's chair naked and stroking his cock watching me
feeling up an unconscious man.  I felt the bushy hair in his pits and
stroked his flat stomach.  He had the body I aspired to have some day.

Finally, I reached into Earl's boxer briefs and pulled out a limp
cock.  It hung over the elastic band of his underwear.  I pulled his
balls out, too.  I pushed my face into his trimmed bush and inhaled.
It was nice and musky.  I rubbed my nose in it to rub the scent off on
me.  I stroked his dick and balls.  His nut sack was drawn up but his
cock unconsciously reacted to being touched and began to harden.  I
wondered if he was faking it like Jim did.  On a strange impulse, I
reached up and slapped him in the face with a loud "whack" sound.
There was no reaction at all.  I was satisfied.

"What was that for?" Dean asked, not stopping from jacking his dick.

"Just testing, bro."

I was feeling spacey yet hyper.  I went down on his cock like there
was no tomorrow.  It grew fatter than Jim's dick...he was definitely a
grower not a shower.   I sucked until my jaws ached, and he showed no
signs of cumming.  I pulled off.

"Kiss him!"  Came an order from Dean as he stood up and came over.   I
was on my hands and knees on the couch and kissed Earls warm lips.
Dean came behind me and began eating my ass really sloppily.  I heard
him spitting a lot.

"Now sit on his cock and kiss him again!"  I complied willingly.  My
ass was sore but I didn't care, I just blindly sat on it and let it go
up my horny hole.  I kept my balance by holding on to Earl's fat
biceps.  I rode his cock while rubbing my dick against his six pack.
The friction was too much and I started cumming.  I was dazed and just
sat there on his dick as my own pumped out cum onto his dark skin.

"Now clean him up!" Dean said coolly.

I pulled up and his fat cock plopped out of my worn, teen hole.  I
licked up all of my cum that I could find from Earl's warm, smooth
skin.

"Let's put him back." I said.  Feeling hyper and a little paranoid.

"Not yet...I wanna see you eat his ass!" he said.

It took some maneuvering, but we got him on his back, pulled his legs
up and got his underwear off.  Dean had to hold one of his thick,
short, and heavy legs up on his shoulder to allow me access to Earl's
dank hole.  It was damp and not fresh.  Being drugged myself, I didn't
care at all.  I went to smacking on it good.  I could taste little
bits of lint from his cotton underwear.  I started jacking off while I
sucked his ass lips with no mercy.  I shot a small load into the
carpet.

My own drug had fully kicked in and I was feeling more buzzed than
ever.  Somehow, I managed to help Dean get Earl into almost the same
position he was in when I got there, except Dean pulled a blanket over
him which had been on the floor.  It was hard as hell to get the
underwear back on right.  I looked up at the clock and nearly two
hours had passed since we'd started.

"Let's get out of here for a bit." Dean said.  His demeanor remained calm.

I slipped on my shorts and we walked to my place for me to grab a
t-shirt and flip flops.  I met Dean back outside and we got in his car
and drove off.

"Where we going baby?"

I was on cloud nine and the reality of what we had done was still eluding me.

"Let's run by Miranda's for a midnight swim!"

I turned up the radio loudly and started singing with it at the top of
my lungs while dancing in my seat.  Dean just shook his head and
laughed.  I wasn't thinking anymore about what we had done.  As we
drove down the country lane, he called her on his cell phone.  I
reeked like cum and funky body odor, but didn't give a fuck.  I kept
having warm flashes and pulled my shirt off.  I rolled down the window
and threw my shirt out and started laughing uncontrollably.

"Calm down fucker!" Dean laughed.

I heard him chatting to Miranda but didn't pay attention to the
conversation.  Instead, I marveled at the way the yellow stripes in
the road were so perfectly painted on.  Soon enough, we were pulling
into the private drive of her house and the electric gate opened for
us automatically.  I marveled at that, but Dean didn't appear amused.

As we parked in the huge driveway, she came out to meet us.  We
followed her to the back of the house and sat by the pool.  I noticed
the pool lights were out and it was very quiet.  He whispered
something to her...I heard only the words "he's taken on of my..." and she
just laughed and shook her head.  He'd obviously told her I took the
pill.

"Well, you can chill over here any time!  You guys wanna go for a swim?"

We didn't bring any trunks, and when I mentioned this, she said,
"well, let's skinny dip!"

So, in the privacy of their pool, we all stripped and jumped in the
pool naked.  There was nothing sexual about it.  It just felt good to
soak in the water which was still warm from the broiling summer day.
Miranda wasn't self conscious at all.  In my stupor, I asked if I
could touch her tits.  She just started laughing and told me to go
ahead.  I felt her up and it satisfied a curiosity.  My dick never
rose and she acted as if it were totally harmless.  Dean was cracking
up.  I definitely amused them while my brain was buzzing.  We got out
of the pool and dried off with some towels that were already out there
in a small changing room.  We got dressed again and talked for a
couple of hours about her new boyfriend who was in college and
gossiped about people at school.

Around two o'clock in the morning, we drove home.  I was coming down
off my high...crashing fast.

"Where are your brothers?" I asked.

"They're spending the night with that tall skinny guy on the bus, Fred."

Suddenly, I remembered what we had done and started to panic.

"Oh my god...what if he knew what was going on but couldn't speak or..."

"Shut up dude, don't be such a pussy.  You wanted him and I got him
for you.  Plus, I really got off on watching you with him.  We should
try that again with someone else...but no GHB this time--"

"GHB?  Dude, where the fuck did you get that? Fuck man...what are we gonna do?"

"Shut up, dammit...I put it in his beer when he went to take a piss."  I
waited 30 minutes and he was out.  If he heard anything or felt
anything, he's gonna think it was a dream.  Plus, we won't be there
when he wakes up.  I told him early before that you and I were going
to a friend's house and would be back really late.  Just calm down.
You can be such a chicken shit!"

I had to resist the urge to back hand him.  I was scared and angry.
Mostly, I was pissed at myself for going along with the whole thing.
Time and time again...I wondered how he managed to do it.  I always
protested against his schemes and then something would kick in and I'd
cave to his whims.  My stomach was in knots.

When Dean pulled into the parking space, I just opened the door and
got out without kissing him good night.  As I opened my screen door
and unlocked the front door, I looked in the corner of my eye and he
was still just standing by the car just staring at me.  I'd hurt his
feelings, but it made me feel good to get back at him.

I went inside and took a hot shower and sat in my room with the TV
on...just staring at it with visions of being arrested again going
through my head.  How would I ever explain this to mom?  Before more
panic set in, my phone rang.  I grabbed and answered it without saying
anything.

"Chill dude.  I walked in and he was laying there watching TV.  He
just said hello and I went to my room.  Everything seems ok...I think.

I just said "OK," and hung up.

I tossed and turned all night.

- - -

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